Act 2 Scene 3 Flashcards
(89 cards)
Jim: Millie?
No, its me! Im in the kitchen!
Jim: its a pretty color. Will ya paint ours next?
I still dont quite know why Im painting this one. Some misdirection for kitty sunderson.
Jim: You’re home early. And I like it.
I took the afternoon off. Mildred’s out. Normas at the office. Lets have a drink.
Jim: Are we medicating or celebrating?
It was a very good day!
Jim: Well hot dog! That is cause to celebrate! How come?
There’s a drunken lout in the swiss embassy!
Jim: There’s probably several.
An excellent point. But this drunken lout is the subject of a oncern and theyre calling him home. Tomorrow he’ll face the security board, where he will be relieved of his duties. So guess whos moving to geneva.
Jim: You. Us! No, that makes no sense. Who?
Barbara Goddamn Grant!
Jim: Oh, Bob! But how? Isnt she still under investigation?
Im glad you asked. The concern on Barbara grant was filed by Dale Ramsey. A real rat fink bastard, this guy. Even Barbara grant deserves a better class of accuser.
Jim: You’re so charitable.
And then theres this other fellow, Trueet Sharpe-
Jim: Limp Handshake and ascots!
He got rid of the ascots, still has the limp handshake. Truett just became engaged. To his colombian housekeeper.
Jim: What a convientently timed and utterly implausible romance.
Isn’t it, though? I called trueet in, congratulated him on his impending nuptials, and reminded him of the heightened scrutiny over at Immigration and Naturalization. Told him I could make a few calls to smooth that over for his blushing bride. Well, this wave of relief washes over him. And then I said, “truett, do you recall last year’s Christmas party, when Dale Ramsey made that pass at Barbara grant and, she slapped him right in the face?” And He says “no Bob. I must have missed that.” and I said. “Think hard about it Truett. Are you certain you don’t remember that? It would be so helpful if you did.” And lo and behold, he remembered.
Jim: You are very attractive right now.
So. A sworn affidavit from Truett will be on my desk tomorrow, proving Dales complaint was nothing more than the rantings of a jilted suitor, I will close out that investigation, and Barbara Grant will be off the hook and on her wa to geneva, may that bitch fall off an alp.
Jim: Holy cow, the girls are gonna love this.
I said I’d take care of it, and I took care of it.
Jim: …Wanna go next door and play handyman?
I should finish up the kitchen.
Jim: Sunderson.
Kitty?
Jim: Ted.
Closet.
Jim: Going.
Mr. Sunderson! This is a suprise.
Theodore: … I was hoping to catch you at home
Please, come in.
Theo: I’d meant to speak with you before you left for the day.
Sorry, sir. Forgive my appearance, Milie caught a lark and decided we needed to paint our kitchen.
Theo: … she’d like to see your color choice, wants to freshen up our lake house.
Well, we’ll have an unveiling when its all done. Can I get you anything? A highball? Bound to be five o clock somewhere.
Theo: No, Im quite fine, thank you son.
Alright.
Theo: I suppose its best I speak with you out of the office. Too many prying ears, you understand.
At the state department? You’d think that’d be the safest place in the world.
Theo: … I need to consulte with you on a matter that has left me a trifle… discombobulated.
What is it, sir?
Theo: … I was under the impression your office was handling these cases in a timely manner.
Well, due to the sheer volume of concerns being filed, it can take some time, sir.